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Pan Flute

Wilson P. Higgsbury

To serenade the animals.

It can't be too hard to play.

I haven't spent much time practicing...

This will be music to something's ears.

I prefer to face my enemies awake.

I'm going to sing a song of madness.

A well constructed instrument.

Music is the window to my empty soul.

Ms. Wickerbottom

Hollow reeds with harmonic resonance.

Music is boring.

Let's see if I can't play a little ditty.

You want Wolfgang play folk song?

I only sing for Lucy.

Toot!

I feel the call to toot my flute! Hyuyu!

My flute's my muse, I can't refuse!

What a hoot, to play my flute!

A treat that feeds the soul! Hyuyu!

My flute!

Plays sleepy music, florp.

HARD RESET FOR FLESHLINGS